The program at the Cycling The Globe office is a rather intense one these days. Yesterday I had arrived just in time for a nice home cooked dinner at my dads house, and then I was so tired that I went directly to bed. This morning I was doing a quick interview with a journalist from the local Horsens Folkeblad before taking off. If you happen to understand a bit of Danish, the interview ended up like this.

Saying goodbye to my family was not as hard as last time I did it. Now I was not going to cycle around the world, but merely going for a two day ride to Copenhagen. Soon enough I will be back in Horsens, but first I had a job to finish…

Denmark has a lot of islands – in fact over 400 with 70 of them populated. My plan was to do a bit of island hopping, making a quick stop at the island of Samsø before continuing towards Copenhagen.

Tomorrow as I ride the final 50 kilometers into the Central Square there will be plenty of time for reflection and contemplation about the adventure that is now rapidly coming to an end. On the other hand, today felt like business as usual as I had to make sure I made it to the ferries on time.

On the island of Samsø I only had half an hour to make it to the next ferry. Luckily the island is only 10 km across, and I made it just in time. I could now finally relax while having one of the most expensive lunches of the trip. Oh well, after 58000 km of cycling I would say I deserve it 🙂

With stable ground under the feet (and tires) again, a sign reminded me that I had exactly 100 km to go. I had to take a deep breath to actually believe it was true. Tomorrow the whole thing will be over. I still don’t know if I have really understood this fact.

The clouds now cleared and the weather finally showed itself from a more friendly side, as if Denmark after all welcomed me home. After a final stop in Lidl for dinner I was cycling into a beautiful sunset over the rolling hills. I know people in this part of Denmark, but I had decided that I wanted to spend the last night of the expedition in my tent – just as I had spent the first night after leaving Copenhagen six years ago. It just felt right.

And so, with a tired body but an active mind, full of thoughts about the mentally heavy day that will come tomorrow, I put up my tent in a field and tried to get some sleep…